Sebastian’s POV Henry practically bursts through the door, eyes wide and expression mingling urgency with deep concern. "Boss, the phone's for you," he announces, slightly out of breath like he had been running. "We have a problem." Of course, there's always a fucking problem, I think to myself, barely managing to suppress a sigh. Problems are as constant as the ticking of a clock in this line of work. Walking over to Henry, I take the phone from him and offer a quick nod of thanks. As he retreats back into the house, I catch a glimpse of Shelly, standing silently in the hallway. Her eyes are shadowed with worry, her lips pressed into a tight line. It’s the same look she’s worn ever since that day when I was shot, and even more so after the collapse of the last safe house we barely escaped from. She had only just gotten me back, and already trouble is brewing again. With a murmur of apology to Shelly, I stride into the house and head straight for my office. As I close the door
Shelly’s POV It's the day before the grand and much-anticipated masquerade ball, an event that has been the talk of the mafia world. Just last night, we embarked on our journey to the sunny, vibrant state of Florida in utmost style and ease, thanks to Sebastian's generous offer to use one of his opulent private jets. Convincing everyone to board the jet wasn't without its challenges, given that the recent crash is still a vivid memory lingering in everyone's minds. However, with lots of reassurances and a demonstration of the aircraft's impeccable safety features, we set off, arriving safely and without a hitch. Upon arrival, we checked into one of Orlando's most prestigious and renowned accommodations, the Four Seasons Resort, a property that is, of course, under Sebastian's ownership. True to his style and flair for the finest luxuries life has to offer, Sebastian reserved the most lavish suite available, which, though a significant expense to most, was merely a trivial di
Shelly’s POV As we walked into the ball, I was immediately struck by its overwhelming beauty. The room was filled with soft lights and elegant music, creating a truly magical atmosphere. I marveled at the crowd, dressed in their finest, all faces covered due to it being a masquerade ball. However, not all was as enchanting as it seemed. Among the guests were some unsettling figures of mafia men who exuded an intimidating presence. They looked like they could easily overpower anyone with just their bare hands. These were the ones Sebastian had warned me about before the event. While they added a tense undertone to the beautiful night. I knew better than to approach any of them and stay close to Sebastian or Michal. -A few hours before- “Shelly! Sabrina!” Sebastian and Michal call out, their voices echoing through the rooms, a hint of urgency lacing their tone. “Uh oh, what did we do now?” I chuckle softly to Sabrina, exchanging a knowing glance, then rise from the comfortable c
Sebastian’s POV “I don’t mind at all, Mr. Jim, but just one dance,” I caution, my voice firm. “And remember, you better bring Shelly back in one piece, or else. I don’t care if you're a close family friend or not. Shelly means everything to me.” I can feel the sincerity in my own words as they hang in the air between us. “Aye aye, captain,” Jim responds with a cheeky grin and a tip of his imaginary hat. I roll my eyes, silently labeling him a smart ass, but deep down, I trust him. Jim was my dad’s best friend and served loyally as his second in command for years. He’s always been like a father figure to me, and yet, that doesn't mean I won’t be possessive over Shelly. She is mine, after all, and my protective instincts are in full swing. As I watch Shelly walk away with Jim for a dance, I find it impossible to tear my eyes from her. She's absolutely radiant, even though she doesn't always see it herself. Her laughter fills the room, and her dress shimmers under the soft light
Sebastian’s POV I find myself immersed in what seems to be an endless discussion with one of my colleagues about some intricate shipment details. We're analyzing numbers, timelines, and potential setbacks, trying to strategize and streamline the process. I attempt to stay focused, nodding in agreement as my colleague highlights key points. Out of the corner of my eye, I catch a glimpse of Shelly and Jim making their way through the crowd towards me. As Shelly draws nearer, her presence seems to cast a glow in the room. She looks absolutely radiant tonight, exuding an elegance and charm that captivates me entirely. I find myself momentarily lost in thoughts about our future, imagining the moment when she walks down the aisle, becoming my bride. The anticipation makes my heart race with excitement and happiness. Returning to the present moment, I realize I can't wait any longer to be with her. Leaving my colleague, Author, becomes an urgent necessity, as the pull towards She
Shelly’s POV The masquerade ball incident feels like a distant memory now, even though it has only been five months. I remember how tense everything was, how our hearts were in our throats with the fear of what happened or what could have happened. Thankfully, both Sebastian and Michal were okay, leaving us all with immense relief and gratitude. It was a moment that brought clarity to our lives, making us appreciate what we have even more. On that very day, while everyone was still reeling from the chaos, Sabrina pulled Michal aside. I don’t think any of us had anticipated what came next. As soon as she was wrapped in his arms, safe and secure, she revealed the news that had been weighing heavily on her heart. Sabrina was pregnant, and she needed Michal to know. Much to her and everyone else’s surprise, there was no trace of doubt or hesitation in his response. He accepted it with open arms and an open heart, embracing this new chapter in their lives without a second t
Sebastian’s POV According to Henry. Shelly and Sabrina have locked themselves in the nursery for the day, making sure every little detail is in its rightful place before the new bundle of joy arrives. It's a sight to behold, two best friends, lost in their own world, making lists, checking and double-checking everything from baby clothes to toy arrangements. Truth be told, I sometimes feel like Shelly, with her relentless energy and meticulous nature, is the one having the baby instead of Sabrina. It's amusing, and I can't help but let out a chuckle. "Seb, what do you expect?" Michal remarks, grinning at me from across the room. "They're best friends, and considering Shelly and you are going to be the godparents, it's no surprise. Shelly wouldn’t have it any other way." We share a knowing smile. "She's tougher on Sabrina than I think I ever could be when it comes to diet, sleep, and pretty much everything in between," Michal continues, humor lacing his words. "She's like
Sabrina’s POV Michal and I walked through the door, and as we stepped into the room, we were immediately enveloped by a loud chorus of "Surprise!" and "Congratulations to the new mommy and daddy!" The unexpected warmth and camaraderie from the people we love unleashed a flood of emotions inside me. Tears began to well up in my eyes, not from sadness, but from overwhelming gratitude. Shelly had orchestrated this wonderful surprise, and I felt truly blessed to have such thoughtful friends. As I wiped away the happy tears, I waddled over to Shelly, eager to give her a big bear hug. My round belly, however, made the hug a bit of a challenge, resulting in a lot of laughter between us. "Oh, Shelly, babe, thank you so much! I was completely taken by surprise, and I'm enormously grateful," I exclaimed, wrapping my arms around her as best as I could. "Sabrina, it was no problem at all," Shelly replied, her eyes twinkling with delight. "It's part of my duty as the baby's godmother to
Sebastian’s POV With everything that’s been happening lately and the wedding fast approaching, the dozen of events shows no sign of slowing down. Despite the flurry of preparations and stress, Michal and Sabrina were adamant that we couldn't miss out on one tradition: the bachelor and bachelorette parties. According to them, you simply can’t get married without celebrating this rite of passage. They were so spirited and persuasive that we couldn't really refuse. So, here I am, surrounded by a cavalcade of neon lights and pulsing music, in none other than a strip club, chilling with my best man Michal and a few close friends and guards. Despite the din, Michal manages to make himself heard, shouting over the table with a mischievous grin plastered on his face, “I told you this is just what you needed, brother!” His words carry a mix of teasing and sincerity, enhanced by the fact that he’s slightly tipsy, his laughter infectious. The atmosphere is buzzy and electric, the pe
Shelly’s POV “Doctor Grey, can you tell us the gender of our babies, please?” I inquire anxiously, clutching Sebastian's hand with a mixture of excitement and nervous anticipation. Doctor Grey glances at the monitor, her expression soft and full of warmth. “It’s no problem, Shelly. As far as I can tell, you and Sebastian are expecting identical twin boys,” she announces with a radiant smile. The joy overcomes me instantly, and tears of happiness well up in my eyes, spilling over my cheeks. I’ve always dreamed of having a boy first, and now, in this miraculous twist of fate, we’re blessed with two boys at once! “Sebastian, did you hear that, baby? We're having boys! Can you believe it?” I exclaim through my joyful sobs, my heart soaring with overwhelming delight. “Yes, baby, I heard that,” Sebastian replies, his voice filled with pride and excitement. “We are going to have two very strong boys.” He gently wipes away my tears with his fingers, their warmth and roughness a comfort
Shelly’s POV As we pull up to the house, I’m immediately enveloped in a fit of laughter, unable to contain myself at the sight before me. Sebastian’s eyes are wide with shock, his jaw slightly dropped as he stares at the mountain of boxes neatly lined up in the driveway. Sabrina and I had a little spree today, and now the delivery truck is here, unloading all the treasures we meticulously picked out together. I catch Sebastian’s eye and his baffled expression is simply priceless, a mix of incredulity and amusement that makes my belly ache with laughter. Sabrina catches on to my amusement, turning her head just in time to see Sebastian’s bewildered face, and she bursts out laughing as well. Her laughter is infectious, a melodious echo that plays on the gentle afternoon breeze. “Girl, his face says it all,” she manages between her giggles, “you're in deep trouble,” she adds, doubling over with even more laughter. “Maybe, but trust me, it’s going to be so worth it,” I insist, sti
Shelly’s POV It’s been an incredible and emotional month since Sebastian and I discovered that we’re expecting not one, but two little ones. Twins! The realization still takes my breath away; it feels both surreal and magical at the same time. Knowing that I’m about to become a mother to the love of my life, and having our babies soon, brings a flood of emotions and dreams fulfilled. Everything is gradually falling into place, just as I had hoped. Speaking of Sebastian, if you thought he was a protective whirlwind before, you should see him now! From the very moment he found out about the pregnancy, he flipped into full-blown protective mode. Honestly, I can't even sneeze without him checking in if I'm alright. I joke, of course he does let me use the bathroom on my own without constant supervision. Other than those precious solo bathroom moments, though. I always have either Sebastian by my side or one of his trusted guards. Henry, one of my guards, has become especially clo
Shelly’s POV Sabrina and Michal prepared to cut into the cakes, eager to reveal whether they would be expecting a baby boy or girl. The air buzzed with anticipation, but I found myself gradually succumbing to a wave of dizziness, prompting me to lean against the wall for support. My mind, a swirling tempest of thoughts, silently pleaded, hoping against hope for reprieve, as the peculiar lethargy that had plagued me for days reared its head once more. For the past few days, my energy had been inexplicably sapped, a disquieting fatigue entwining itself around my every attempt at normalcy. Yet, I waved it off, attributing my condition to nothing more than the anxious jitters associated with orchestrating Michal and Sabrina’s grand gender reveal. Each time I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror, I looked even paler than the last, a ghostly reflection of my growing exhaustion. Just the previous night, an ominous premonition manifested when I inexplicably fainted in the kitchen;
Sabrina’s POV Michal and I walked through the door, and as we stepped into the room, we were immediately enveloped by a loud chorus of "Surprise!" and "Congratulations to the new mommy and daddy!" The unexpected warmth and camaraderie from the people we love unleashed a flood of emotions inside me. Tears began to well up in my eyes, not from sadness, but from overwhelming gratitude. Shelly had orchestrated this wonderful surprise, and I felt truly blessed to have such thoughtful friends. As I wiped away the happy tears, I waddled over to Shelly, eager to give her a big bear hug. My round belly, however, made the hug a bit of a challenge, resulting in a lot of laughter between us. "Oh, Shelly, babe, thank you so much! I was completely taken by surprise, and I'm enormously grateful," I exclaimed, wrapping my arms around her as best as I could. "Sabrina, it was no problem at all," Shelly replied, her eyes twinkling with delight. "It's part of my duty as the baby's godmother to
Sebastian’s POV According to Henry. Shelly and Sabrina have locked themselves in the nursery for the day, making sure every little detail is in its rightful place before the new bundle of joy arrives. It's a sight to behold, two best friends, lost in their own world, making lists, checking and double-checking everything from baby clothes to toy arrangements. Truth be told, I sometimes feel like Shelly, with her relentless energy and meticulous nature, is the one having the baby instead of Sabrina. It's amusing, and I can't help but let out a chuckle. "Seb, what do you expect?" Michal remarks, grinning at me from across the room. "They're best friends, and considering Shelly and you are going to be the godparents, it's no surprise. Shelly wouldn’t have it any other way." We share a knowing smile. "She's tougher on Sabrina than I think I ever could be when it comes to diet, sleep, and pretty much everything in between," Michal continues, humor lacing his words. "She's like
Shelly’s POV The masquerade ball incident feels like a distant memory now, even though it has only been five months. I remember how tense everything was, how our hearts were in our throats with the fear of what happened or what could have happened. Thankfully, both Sebastian and Michal were okay, leaving us all with immense relief and gratitude. It was a moment that brought clarity to our lives, making us appreciate what we have even more. On that very day, while everyone was still reeling from the chaos, Sabrina pulled Michal aside. I don’t think any of us had anticipated what came next. As soon as she was wrapped in his arms, safe and secure, she revealed the news that had been weighing heavily on her heart. Sabrina was pregnant, and she needed Michal to know. Much to her and everyone else’s surprise, there was no trace of doubt or hesitation in his response. He accepted it with open arms and an open heart, embracing this new chapter in their lives without a second t
Sebastian’s POV I find myself immersed in what seems to be an endless discussion with one of my colleagues about some intricate shipment details. We're analyzing numbers, timelines, and potential setbacks, trying to strategize and streamline the process. I attempt to stay focused, nodding in agreement as my colleague highlights key points. Out of the corner of my eye, I catch a glimpse of Shelly and Jim making their way through the crowd towards me. As Shelly draws nearer, her presence seems to cast a glow in the room. She looks absolutely radiant tonight, exuding an elegance and charm that captivates me entirely. I find myself momentarily lost in thoughts about our future, imagining the moment when she walks down the aisle, becoming my bride. The anticipation makes my heart race with excitement and happiness. Returning to the present moment, I realize I can't wait any longer to be with her. Leaving my colleague, Author, becomes an urgent necessity, as the pull towards She